Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

"Very well, then it's up to you to deal with this little bastard. It's best to interrupt his hands and feet. This Crown Prince wants him to experience what life is better than death! "Looking at this tall Martial Artist, Ao Changkong said gloomily.

In his opinion, the strength of a tall Martial Artist is enough to deal with Fei Ren, after all, the opponent is just the cultivation base of the 4th layer of Martial Spirit.

Even if Fei Ren's strength is strong, the gap between the entire 3rd-layer small realm is there, it won't be overwhelming.

"a trifling Grade 3 Crown Prince of the empire, temperament is quite arrogant, don't you plan to do it yourself..."

Across the sky, see the tall Martial next to Ao Changkong The Artist stood up, Liu Wuxiang had the same deep eyes and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Although he has not yet recovered his Peak strength and is not a powerhouse in the powerhouse of the Xuanzun realm, Wu Dao insight and actual combat experience are still there, even if he is facing the seventh-layer of the Martial Spirit realm. Martial Artist, Liu Wuxiang still has 90% confidence in the victory.

This is the arrogance of his former life as the sword emperor of East Continent. Sword edge is going to be the enemy!

Apart from this, Liu Wuxiang was also very clear in his heart, and Fei Ren, who seemed unremarkable on the side, also not to be trifled with!

In the past, he was still Raging Yang Sect dísciple Gao Yunshen. Before awakening the memory of his previous life, the strength of the opponent has repeatedly refreshed his cognition, and has helped him resolve crises several times, even in Hidden Dragon The top of the List is enough to be in the forefront.

Therefore, both of them have the strength to deal with these Martial Artists of the Great Song Empire. As long as the 9th layer of Martial Spirit is not able to make a move, no one can keep Liu Wuxiang and Fei Ren. .

"Subordinates take orders."

Moved towards Ao Changkong cupped the hands again, next moment This tall Martial Artist also looked back, looking towards with a baleful aura. Fei Ren, said with a malicious smile: "Boy, if you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy, I might consider leaving you a corpse..."

"Stupid hat."

"What did you say?!"

When the voice fell, the tall Martial Artist's face flushed, and his eyes were so huge that he seemed to be a little angry.

"Is my ear deaf? Young Master said you are a stupid hat, do you understand this time?"

There is still a trace of ridicule on the corner of his mouth, Fei Ren said with a sneer.

Except for the arrogant sky not far away that can make him a little jealous, he simply didn't pay attention to the remaining Martial Artists of the Great Song Empire.

"little bastard! courting death!"

Finally, I couldn't bear the anger in my heart, and the tall Martial Artist also yelled, and immediately took out a shot of seven feet eight inches long from the ring The sharp long spear, a raptor swung its tail and moved towards Fei Ren's whole body to sweep away.

"clang!"

A little cold glow comes first, and then the shot is like a dragon!

I saw the tip of the long spear in the hands of the tall Martial Artist exudes a little cold glow. It seems that it is also a good-quality Grade 7 Spirit Treasure, not inferior to the Azure Dragon in the hands of Fei Ren. cultivate divine ability.

"Help me watch the proud sky..."

Faced with the tall Martial Artist's violent starter, Liu Wuxiang on the side was about to fight back, but his ear was slowly Fei Ren's faint voice was heard, and his figure was stagnant.

"This guy..."

I glanced at Fei Ren who rushed to the opposite side, Liu Wuxiang immediately resisted the urge to shoot, his expression playful.

Although the other party’s slogan is so arrogant that the Martial Artist of the Song Empire is not light, he also sees that this is just Fei Ren’s aggressive strategy, and the other party is not stupid. , Knowing that the real threat is Ao Changkong who hasn't taken a shot not far away.

If Ao Changkong cannot be resolved, even if they fly all these Martial Artists of the Great Song Empire, it will be useless, there is still a mortal danger.

"Just take you to try the formidable power recorded by Xichu Bawang!"

The figure turned into an afterimage to cut through the space, Fei Ren secretly said in one's heart, and at the same time The attack from the tall Martial Artist was met head-on.

"Broken!"

The whole body's Essence Power surged, accompanied by a ray of domineering aura spreading outwards, and a strange purple pattern also slowly appeared on Fei Ren's left cheek At the next moment, he saw his left-handed fist blasted out, among which Purple Qi entangled and pointed directly at the sharp long spear that struck.

The Record of the Overlords of Western Chu, the power of a pattern!

This fist seems unremarkable, but Fei Ren uses all the Essence Power and at the same time blesses the power of an Overlord’s magic pattern, which makes its formidable power soaring multiple times, comparable to Grade 9 Martial Arts!

"hong long long! pu chi...!"

The fist strikes fiercely on the sharp long spear, and there is a deafening rumbling sound, and so does the next moment tall Martial Artist His face was horrified, and his throat could not help but spit a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the long spear in his hand was shaken off for life, and the whole figure moved towards the sky behind and receded in embarrassment.

"This...! This little bastard! How could it?!"

The palm trembles, feeling the endless pain from the tiger’s mouth, this tall Martial Artist He also looked shocked, looking towards Fei Ren not far away, his eyes were full of unwillingness and surprised and angry.

The formidable power of the opponent's punch just now is far beyond his imagination. If the ordinary Martial Spirit is below the seventh level, you will die if you touch it!

Heaven Mountain Summit

Rout with one punch!

"How is it possible?"

At this time, I saw that Fei Ren's simple ordinary punch was a tall Martial Artist who had repelled the Seventh Layer of Martial Spirit, and everyone including Ao Changkong It was also shocked, with an unbelievable look on his face.

“What kind of opportunity this kid got behind, it’s more surprising...”

On the other side of the sky, Liu Wuxiang eyes slightly narrowed, and he also feels a little bit Shock.

Although he thought Fei Ren would win at first, he absolutely did not expect that the opponent would win so cleanly, but the simple ordinary punch defeated the Martial Artist of the Seventh Martial Spirit Realm of the Song Empire. .

You must know that the opponent is one of the personal guards of the Crown Prince of the Song Empire after all, and the strength must not be weak.

"The Record of the Overlords of the Western Chu Dynasty, really amazing...!"

Slowly retracted his fist, Fei Ren's eyes showed a little excitement.

The punch just now only moved the power of an Overlord's Demon Mark, it was only the power of a pattern of the Overlord Record of the Western Chu.

At the moment, he has three overlord's magic patterns in his body. If the power of the three overlord's magic patterns is all out, the seventh-tier Great Song Empire in the Martial Spirit realm on the opposite side will definitely be killed on the spot, even skeletons. doesn't exist!

The formidable power of Saint Grade cultivation technique is so abnormal!

However, the only drawback of the Western Chu Bawanglu is that it takes a certain amount of time to condense the overlord's magic pattern, and it is a one-time consumption.

Just a punch that severely damaged the Martial Artist of the Great Song Empire with the seventh Martial Spirit realm. Fei Ren has consumed one Overlord's Demon Veins, and now he has only two Overlord's Demon Veins in his body.

At present, the strongest Ao Changkong has not yet taken a shot. Due to the special circumstances, he has no time to reconsolidate the Overlord's Demon Veins.

Therefore, the two Fei Ren remaining in the body do not want to waste, but intend to use them as a killer move!

Across the sky, the atmosphere suddenly became tense

"hahahaha! Didn't expect trifling ants, they also have some abilities."

"Not enough, ants are just ants after all , Even if the ability is great...! The final result is dead end...!"

Suddenly, Ao Changkong laughs facing the sky, delicate and pretty face reveals a trace of cruelty He was so terrifying, his eyes and pupils were full of killing intent, his tone was low, and the whole body exuded a very terrifying and strange aura at the same time, as if his heart was full of anger, and it was close to the critical point of the outbreak.